Poems about ICP (8) - at All poetry

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[ "Tonight, tonight, we gather the dead. (tonight, tonight) ]

"Tonight, tonight, we gather the dead. (tonight, tonight)
Tonight, tonight, off with your head."

by DarkLotus4Life. 71 lines, on Apr 8 2:07 AM. In ICP, Lyrics, Dead, Death, Love
Never Had It Made

First I was born young and healthy
I told my mother one day I'd be wealthy

by DarkLotus4Life. 105 lines, on Apr 8 1:54 AM. In ICP, Life, Pain, Lyrics, Anger
Alley Rat

Gang bang. Pissed off. Swang thangs. Shit talk. Southwest. Street hood. Spit on. Ripped
off. No hoes. Pro wings. No real. Gold rings. Lips swoll. Chin rocked. Eyes in them "O"

by DarkLotus4Life. 33 lines, on Apr 8 1:47 AM. In ICP, Lyrics, Life
Halls Of Illusions

Ticket please, thanks, walk through the door
Into the Halls Of Illusions, visit yours

by DarkLotus4Life. 84 lines, on Apr 8 1:42 AM. In ICP, Lyrics, Message, Pain, Death, Wicked Shit
[ comes from the heart ]

comes from the heart
you know if you're one.

by Ifyoulovemekillme 5 lines, on Dec 18 12:28 AM 2008. In juggalo, down, with, the clown, ICP, twizted, dark lotus, homies
And the hatchet falls

by XCarelessWhispersX 35 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 15 12:56 PM 2008. In Pain, Weird, Life, Lyrics, Adult, ICP
Calling All Juggalos

Everywhere I go, I see Juggalos
in hiding.

by XxKillerxXLettexX 37 lines, 10 comments, on Sep 10 6:31 PM 2008. In Weird, calling, Juggalos, ICP